One more thought

Driving to work today, I came up behind a car with bumper sticker.....Bullshit. A new one for me...it made me laugh.

Cabitat for Sanity

The kittens are adolescents and longing for freedom. So, Tim and I scouted the land and came up with some recycled fencing to craft a Cabitat for Sanity. Our sanity. We now have a large two-story enclosure off the front of camp for the teen queen kitties. They wrestle over the “way up high spot,” favored among the four perches we created. The culvert is a hit, as is the climbing tree. Access is through the window, so it’s been just a tad drafty inside the house.

Our morning routine has now changed. The first order of business is “open the window, Mom.” Empress Chiperoo, the 15 year old matriarch, sits just outside the enclosure and taunts the teens on her 10 minute morning walk outside the camp.

Coming up for air...

Spring appeared over the weekend—weeks late but welcome. We managed to keep the most of the road despite the two intense Nor’easters that blew up our way. It is sadly eroded by the river that ran through it. I’ve many hours of raking and shoveling in my future.

Been reflecting much lately about life and personal choices. I’ve a dear friend who has been diagnosed with ALS. He is the type of person who is always helping others, smiling, and creating laughter. The whole situation makes me angry, but if anyone can beat the odds, my friend will.

Last week, another friend lost her dad and brother in just three short days. And the week before, an associate’s seven-month old child died—sudden infant death.

So, I am glad I made the choice to cut back my work time in July and start building my home time. This year’s big fund-raiser was the most challenging of the past nine years. I’m ready to cede that work to others.

Peas, lettuce, and spinach are going in the garden this afternoon. The ground smelled so delicious when I passed the garden plot on my way to the Jeep this morning. Rich, brown, and ready to sprout. Uncovered the herbs and found new growth amid the thyme, chives, and sage. The lilies and Solomon’s Bells are poking their heads out for the new season. And the fat pussywillows stand in the jar by the window. Spring.